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@tcnente
Hello and welcome to my blog! Thank you for taking the time to check this blog out, but please understand it will be low activity here and not a priority. I do not tolerate drama of any kind or phobic behaviors and will hardblock it on sight. please read my rules and we’ll have some fun here!
My periodic I”m alive and life is hectic post
I’m alive, just dealing with a few things and debating on moving a loto f my solo blogs to my multimuse because I genuinely… cannot keep up with all of them.
I’m alive, just dealing with a few things and debating on moving a loto f my solo blogs to my multimuse because I genuinely... cannot keep up with all of them.
I'm coloring my hair and I'll be on while the color sets in a bit.
Offers him one of her snacks, he’s looking a little pale.
@candidaluna :|| Unprompted;
He was focused on his paperwork, writing down another detail that was necessary for making sure that he had everything properly settled when she managed to find her way to him. One hand rested against the paper in a light fist as the other wrote what was necessary. It wasn’t until she’d nudged him with the snack that his attention was drawn away from the paperwork to her. A small smile passed his face, setting pen down and taking the snack offered. “Thanks, Rukia. Did you already get all your stuff done today?”
daycareful-a:
PSA U SWEET BABIES
listen. we love you. you arent going to become irrelevant if you dont write replies everyday. you arent going to be forgotten about if you dont write every starter. no one cares if you have graphics or icons. its ok. you dont have to impress everyone, because if someone has followed you that means they are already impressed by your work.
please do not feel pressured to fill a quota in. this isnt a job! its fun!
It’s just me and my caffeine addiction against the world
if you’re working from home and have a pet, they’re your co-workers now
hazelgf:
👀👀 not gonna name names but SOME of u are sweet and kind and deserve the world and i am rooting for u
dear anyone who followed this blog under the impression that I was a quality writer I am so sorry
Temp. Cred.
A man who raises his hands on a woman is trash. If I have to become trash in order to survive.. It’ll be just like dying.
“Are we really gonna just charge in or are you trying to get me to do something foolish?”
deivorous!
Amused (not that he expects the shinigami to recognize what the expression looks like on his face when he’s mostly emotionless) blue eyes turn to pin him with a look. A hint of teeth beckon his oncoming (mostly playful) threat.
“Sure can. Want to join it?”
Tattooed brows press together, forming a knot between his eyes. He was definitely not pleased by this to begin with. A frown settled over his face as he eyed the arrancar. “They don’t pay me enough for this.”
deivorous!
“No.” Right here is fine. The lighting is good. The blood looks very vivid against the yellow stone.
“I like it here.”
“--It’s a body, it can’t just be left right here for all to see!” Rude as hell.
deivorous!
“Where the hell else am I s’posed to kill someone?”
“Maybe somewhere--literally anywhere else. The woods. The desert. Not in the middle of the street.”
What element writer are you?
Magma Writer
Molten rock that still has to surface. You're the perfect mix of fire and earth, and your story shows it, having the best of both worlds. You're the writer that holds fire on their fingertips and kisses their lovers goodbye in the most painful way. You're able to build long stories that burn on the inside. You break the human soul, touching with infinite grace the right cords. You are an artist of the elaborate pain and heavy angst only a constructed and long story can give. If i could see in your eyes, i would be looking at your soul dancing on an unstable floor, flames all around it, to protect it and to forge it. Your love burns hot and infinite inside of you, and sometimes, when it slips out, you're afraid that it could burn too much. But the right people will know how to love you, and every bright tongue of fire your soul is made of. Your stories are the ones that make the world change.
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